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Luna Dec 2012
My eyes burn,
From the rising sun,
It's today's turn,
But dark will always come.

The emptiness inside;
If feels like all I have is a void,
A vacant body, with a broken hollow heart.
And I hide.

I've never been one to be dependent on much,
But I need you in viewing distance, 'cas it can't be to the touch.
I couldn't even go today with you you,
My darling,
This shouldn't be true.
You need to make my heart a ruin.
You need to break it so I'll stop needing you.

I wish there was something I could do to make it stop.
Oh, it aches from the bottom of me to the very top.
Luna Dec 2012
I am a groggy, vacant drone.
I am red, spluttered words down the phone.
My eyelids are sandbags.
My heartbeat, it lags.
Luna Dec 2012
Shining far away, but I see you,
Are you shining at me?

I get so lonely, so easily,
I just want someone to sleep next to,
So I can ignore the pain.
Anyone would do,
But especially you.
You'd make it all go away.

Now they're aggravating me,
They're doing it on purpose.
I clutch my head,
I rip it all out with a blade!
I rip out the pain causing feelings.

Twinkling in the distance,
You are taunting me.
Luna Dec 2012
The way her chest falls and rises again
to come back and meet with her clothes,
I find it comforting - not sure why,
but I do.

Maybe, It's because when I see her breathing in,
Slowly, relaxed, on time,
She can do it, so then I know,
So can I.

The waves come in and hug the sand,
Just like her chest does in breathing.
I come in to hold her hand,
but she's forever leaving.
Luna Nov 2012
Sitting quietly in the hall,
But I can hear you through the wall.
It's okay to not always stand up tall.
You don't need this wall, for me, at all.

It would be nice sometimes to know,
That you're not afraid 'let your feelings show,
You can be vulnerable with me, you know?
I only want to be there for you.

I mean, it's hard for me not to feel,
It seems to be the only thing I do anymore that's real.
But not everything's about that when it comes to you.
'Cas you matter so much more to me, than I do.

I wish you would just stay longer, a little while,
And we could chat awkwardly, just so I can see you smile.
And I really don't care, they can say whatever they say.
I just don't want to ever see you walking away.
Luna Nov 2012
My love was once like ink, that was indelible on my chest.
It was on my heart and it was public for almost all the rest.
It stayed for four years without disclosure, and then I did.
And then I never hid,
And we didn't stop talking.

But my love began to wear away,
Because you couldn't feel the same way.

It still lingers, and you can still trace the faded letters with your fingers.
It left a mark on me too, as if it were engraved right behind those letters, those words, now forever too true.
But I was basically forced to not love you.
So I had no other choice, but to try and let go, and go on with the show,
*This is a fake front of progress for being over you.

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